![]() ![]() ![]() "About this title" may belong to another edition of this title. And even if there were, they'd be nothing to worry about. There's no such thing as fairies, she tells herself. Little does she know that the inn is overrun with. ![]() When her parents inherit an inn and the family moves to a new town, Mellie sees a chance to finally leave all that fairy nonsense behind. Years later, she is still trying to live it down. But before she could bring him in for show-and-tell, he disappeared. Thirteen-year-old Mellie Turpin once declared to her kindergarten class that she had a fairy living in her bedroom. I never knew any Small Persons with Wings, never alphabetized the spice rack, didn't know beans about Degas, and. Mellie is sort of like the thirteen-year-old me, except that I was scrawny instead of round, my parents weren't artists, we didn't inherit an inn, and nobody in my family would have dreamed of throwing whiskey bottles at me. ![]()
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